The Tragedy of the Night

The Part 20

This afternoon Nisa had to work as usual. The woman is now working in a cafe that is quite famous in Jakarta. He was so earnest to work in his field, even as a cafe waitress, but he was not discouraged. With airy chest he received any propesi as long as it was still halal in the eyes of god.

As of now Nisa is carrying the order of one of the visitors of table number 5. He gave the food in a friendly and polite manner so that the visitors were happy with the service provided by the woman.

"Thank you mbak!" The voice of a woman seen from above.

"Yes alike. Enjoy it." Nisa looked up from there while carrying a tray in her empty hand. Put that tray on the pantry table.

Just as he was breathing free air, a huge palm covered both of his eyes. Nisa's reflex was trying to let go of the hand that covered her eyes.

"Ih.. freelin dong, who the hell?"

That person also released his palm and immediately appeared before Nisa. Nisa opened her eyes slowly and sighed in annoyance at the man in front of her.

"Sir Andi's sorry," he said when he found out the person who had committed pranks on him.

Andi put on a sullen face as Nisa called her name formally. How many times has he warned her to call herself by name alone. And Nisa refused it because it was considered to be the envy of other employees.

"Nisa, call Andi. Not dad, what am I your dad?" The rawn that looks adorable because it is very funny if a man is sulking like a child. Nisa thinks maybe her son is smarter to express than this boss.

"Not good sir. However our status is different here, so we must respect each other with superiors and subordinates. If I call you by name, it means that Nisa doesn't respect you with you."

The man pulled up a chair that was nearby and sat there with his chest crossed. It was like he was weighing something. After getting her answer the man looked at Nisa who was still bowing her head. Come on Andi doesn't like to see that expression if Nisa's the one showing it.

"Jaudah is up to you. What can I do" he said sadly.

Nisa looked at her director unwell. Holding back the fat taste in her chest, the young lady bit her lips. He looked at the corner. It was heartless to fuse with shame when many pairs of eyes were looking at him with envy as well as hate.

However, he is an unfit subordinate to do more to a boss.

Andi rolled her lazy eyes looking at Nisa who always cared about the people around. "Look at what, huh!! Work there," he snapped to the employees there

Nisa wants to cry when Andi's snapping tone comes out for a completely innocent employee. For him the gaze is natural felt by everyone, because every creature must want to be a loved one.

"But Sa, I can stop by your house right. Ridu Gabriell," he whined.

Nisa turned her body which was beating Andi. Very heavy he wanted to answer Andi's request, wanted to refuse but he also could not prohibit Andi wanted to meet Gabriel, because his son also likes to whine to meet Andi and invite him to play. After all, Andi was the one who always comforted Gabriel when getting scorn from his peers. Andi is also already a father figure to Gabriel.

"Jaudah may sir" answered Nisa resigned and the Forger repaired her ablaze.

"If you ever go home with Sa."

"God willing, sir."

After Andi left, Nisa rubbed her face and wanted to leave her place. But when he wanted to turn the road, a woman dressed in the same uniform seemed to be deliberately nudging her shoulders so that she roughly shifted from where she had originally stood.

"Proud you are close to the boss," said the forger with a sour face.

This is what Nisa doesn't like about having a pretty close relationship with her boss. He has no friends here and is always hostile. Nisa wants to distance herself from her boss, but Andi always has a way of meeting her.

"Why?"

"Don't be a plain fool. I know how you intend to get close to the boss to get his wealth. You matre chick, you're wearing hijab again." The woman grabbed the tip of Nisa's hijab and looked at the tip of the hijab with cynicism, "do not you dirtyin your own religion with this hijab. Basic two-faced man," he said.

With a heavy heart he received all forms of insults from his prophetic friends. Maybe his life destiny is like this.

"Oh yes because you are lazy, you better help Edo anterin order in the company Wijaya Altas group, replace me. I'm lazy again, so it's time I'll sit around pretty."

Nisa looked at the woman's departure softly, then buried her face in the palm of the hand. It was at that moment that Nisa let out a stifled tear and poured out her heart with a mutter without a listener. God, if my destiny is always toyed with, please take me now.

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Tbc